A Villian!

Twenty G's Versace fragrance
I just got it felt
Never flexing on the gram 'cause my money speaks for itself
Niggas lying to the mirror lost the art of true to self
If I eat then all my homies eat
We're all top of the shelf

If it ain't about the bag then reschedule the meeting
The meta verse destroyed real everyone lost the meaning
Still want my enemies to eat just at a different seating
Bro I'm in charge so I control what all of you are seeing

Man I was born to be great so I don't need me a reason
All you niggas bitches every month you have your pussies bleeding
Roll medicinal for reasons that ain't medical
You speaking down on bro who's up and that is unacceptable nigga



Credits
Writer(s): Ndu Sithole
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